- Too Short Lollypops 歌詞
- Too Short
- Tell a nigga.. telephone, telegram; two-way that motherfucker
Somebody let him know.. tell that nigga
His bitch is out of pocket
It was me and yo broad, ridin in my llac
She tried to climb on top of me and slide on my lap
I said hold on baby, we almost to the spot
We gon do somethin nasty, with all this lust you got
I fucked her on the floor then we got up in the bed
Woke up in the mornin, cant remember what we did
Last night we was drunk, stinkin dirty motherfuckers
Stayed up all night, til 7:30 cant touch us
When we down on the beach, in the sand in
Miami I done found me a freak, done got my hand in her panties
She was playin in the water,
MAN she was wet
So I laid her on her back,
I pulled her panties to the left
I told her.. naww baby, we aint do it too soon
Straighten up your dress, lets go up to my room
Tell your man you was lost, ran into a boss
Then I opened that ass up like a can of sauce [Chorus:]
We dont like those lollypops
Sucker ass niggaz dont know how we rock
They cant even handle it
When you tell the truth, they cant stand a bitch
We dont like those lame marks that run the other way when the game starts
Cause they dont know what to do
Dont lie tell me why would
I fuck with you
Stop hatin since we datin the same lady
Dont hate the player, hate the game baby
I like her style, shes kinda wild
And when we do it we dont waste timegoin out
We into it like the
X-Rated flick with no plot, its so hot
Dont hesitate and dont stop til we on top
She got a dude - but what
I gotta prove?
Aint no need to creep, you know shes a freak
Take it all, til the balls, disappear in her jaws
Then she take off them drawers, let me hit them sugar walls
And when Im done havin fun tryin to be a player
She kiss my thang goodbye and say
Ill see you later
Now if you cant take it mayne you need a good girl
Take a ride around the town and try to look for her
Cause yo wifes a hoe, you might like to know
If she see a big dick, she might go.. [Chorus]
I watched her eye, she witcha man, stop starin
Stop the lies, theres no comparin
You wanna ride well lets go;
I got a magic carpet with vogues
Im nice to the ladies but
Im hard on the hoes
And when you jump in my car bumpin 'Freaky Tales'
You told me pull it out, you wanna see its real
I know your type girl, you aint fin to wait
Thats how a pimp taste ridin on the interstate
Its in your mouth, make you wanna scream and shout
You can swallow or spit, when the cream comes out - bitch!
Just dont tell your man
Cause whores start wars when they know they can
I understand, you really wanna do me
Dance to a slow jam, 'Feelin on Your Booty'
And after tonight, when you kick it with a real one
All them fake-ass niggaz you aint even gon feel em (hell nah) [Chorus]
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